things I write when the world gets dark

Susie James

Susie,
Always a doozy

Kept her head high
Without even heaving a sigh

People chattered
People scattered

But Susie still kept walking
And people kept gawking

She was so small

She felt so small

Yet everybody thought she was brave

Oh so brave.

Susie tried to be brave

Everyday she had to behave

Because she knew she had to at least try

Underneath her small stature,

You would see someone who was a work of Mother Nature

She was impeccable

She would have clearly been a spectacle.

But the people chattered
Some people scattered

Because she hadn't really mattered

But Susie James,

Didn't really care about them

Like fingers pushing a stem

Being brave was all that she cared about

And she didn't have a doubt

Sometimes she would try to care,

But it was a waste of a stare

People chattered
Some scattered

And herself was all that Susie cared about